I notice when you women look at yourselves in the mirror, you always walk up and get a front view of yourselves. You ought to back up to a mirror once in awhile, you don't seem to care how you look in the back!

BOB BLACK, The Big Broadcast of 1937 (1936)

She's so stout that every time she gets her shoes shined, she has to take the bootblack's word for it!

PIERRE POTKIN, High Flyers (1937)

Are you eating a tomato or is that your nose?

CHARLIE McCARTHY, You Can't Cheat an Honest Man (1939)

My great-aunt Jennifer ate a whole box of candy every day of her life. She lived to be 102 and when she had been dead three days, she looked better than you do now!

SHERIDAN WHITESIDE, The Man Who Came to Dinner (1942)

You still have your hourglass figure, my dear, but most of the sand has gone to the bottom!

WOMAN, The Lemon Drop Kid (1951)

In all my time in this wretched, godforsaken country, the one thing that haunts me most of all is this preposterous preoccupation with bosoms. Don't you realize they've become the dominant theme in American culture? If American women stopped wearing brassieres, your whole national economy would collapse overnight!